Long, dark hair was messy and loose, covering half of her face.
A naked body, voluptuous but lacking in luster.
The breasts were high and erect, a white blur between them.
Her lower body was naked, the two pussy lips slightly spread, some liquid glistening between her legs.
Can’t remember how many times I’ve scrutinized my own body after a man has vented and my mind is a blank.
Then, woodenly, he went to the bathroom to wash himself before going to the mirror and slowly getting dressed.
Sheer black lace bra and thong, black mesh garter stockings, black halter top and super short skirt.
Finally, she put on her black stilettos, lifted her satchel up, and left the place where she’d been left to her lust.
I joined this real estate agency a year ago.
The company’s main business is the promotion of luxury properties, and I wanted to be a promotional girl because of the lucrative rebates.
A well-furnished villa is $4 or $5 million, and a 2% rebate is $80,000 to $100,000.
But it was not that easy. In the first 3 months or so, I brought a lot of customers, but I didn’t sell a single set.
On the first day of the 4th month, I was scolded by my old boss, and it was hard on my heart.
At night, I went to a karaoke bar with some of my sisters and yelled and drank until I was so groggy that I wanted to throw up.
I stumbled to the restroom, and in a daze, I saw in the slightly open doorway of another private room, there was a young lady as a companion with her legs open, leaning in the arms of the guests and letting them touch her.
Straight away, he felt his face getting hotter and hotter, but suddenly remembered that Mr. Chen.
Mr. Chen was one of the most powerful buyers and one of the most colorful that I came across in the first few months.
The first time I ran into him, he took the opportunity to touch my hands and waist.
Took him to see a house and he actually held me in the room for a forced kiss, with his skirt up above his thighs.
I smacked him and he didn’t get mad, and when he left he still playfully asked me to contact him again.
Back in the booth, a few of the sisters were also drunk and crooked.
Sister Gao pulled me over and said, “Don’t hold your voice back and sulk, come on, let’s sing.”
I said, “Got yelled at all morning, and now, it’s still hard.”
“You ah, also inflexible, look at sister me, performance is not always okay”, Gao sister said to me with a smile while drinking.
I thought about it and asked, “Sister Gao, you, what is your secret, tell me.”
“Secret, haha, that there is what secret ah”, she laughed, suddenly mysterious stick to the root of my ear, said, “rich men are color, touching the point of obedience, play along a little, huh.”
I looked at her and said, “Is that even possible?” “What’s not to like, we women, if we don’t rely on our bodies, what do we rely on?” After saying that she glanced at me from the corner of her eye and continued to sing.
After a fitful night’s sleep, I ghosted Mr. Chen first thing in the morning.
Still coming to the mansion, and after going around a bit tired I sat down on the bed.
Mr. Chen lit a cigarette and squinted at me, keeping his eyes on my legs.
I was so unnaturally looked at that he sat down next to me and his hands started to get restless, rubbing over my thighs.
I pressed his hand with embarrassment, but couldn’t stop him as he slowly touched the base of my thigh.
I clamped my legs together and said with a red face, “Chen, Mr. Chen, stop.”
He suddenly pinned me down on the bed and frantically groped me.
I immediately thought of what Gao said the night before, “What does a woman rely on if not her body”, and closed my eyes, letting him touch me.
He undid my blouse and pulled my tight tank top up as he pulled my bra away.
I felt his mouth come to the tip of my breast, wet and slippery.
One of his hands had dug into my panties and was scratching at my pubic hair.
There was a slight pain in my lower back, and like a bolt of lightning flashing through me, I pushed him aside with all my might and stood up.
He was half lying on the bed, smiling in an unsympathetic manner, “What’s wrong, Ms. Wang.”
I bowed my head, covered my breasts with one hand, pulled down my own skirt with the other, and whispered, “I, I …….”
He also stood up, straightened his clothes, and said, “I’m going out of town the day after tomorrow, so at best I’ll have time tomorrow to look at the room again, so you’ll see what you can do”, and walked straight away.
After a sleepless night and thinking about the substantial return, I made an appointment with Mr. Chen the next day to see the property again.
As soon as we entered the room, his hand was on my ass and I could clearly hear him breathing a little harder.
When we got to the bedroom, he pushed me onto the bed.
I heard him say, “Lift up your skirt, I’ve got a purchase contract for you.”
With a heartbeat, I pulled my skirt up.
“Okay, slow down, slow down, go on”, he said with glowing eyes.
I slowly removed my black thong and a little bit of my bottom was all exposed.
I felt hot under his lustful gaze.
“Yeah, that’s right, well, introduce me to your bottom yeah, huh?
What’s it all about, what’s the point?” He asked relentlessly.
I turned red and pointed to my pubic hair and said, “This, this is my, my pubic hair.”
“What’s the point?” “Yes, it’s for men to see and touch.”
“Okay, go ahead.”
I pointed to my pussy lips again and said, “This is my pussy.”
I felt ashamed when I said it.
“Bullshit!” He said with a ferocious look on his face, “Say it in the vulgar language for me, you slut!” I was horrified to hear it, “Yes, it’s my pussy, it’s a place for men to fuck.”
“Very well, continue.”
I parted my pussy lips with my fingers, “On the outside are my big pussy lips, and on the inside are my little pussy lips, both of them, for wrapping around a man’s cock.”
“Hahahahahaha,” he laughed and came over to me, a heel of his finger went down into my bottom, “So what’s this?” My body went limp and I wanted to block him with my hand but I didn’t dare, “Yes, it’s my pussy hole for a man to pump.”
I closed my eyes as he pumped his fingers and unzipped his pants.
My pussy was suddenly stretched open and I was violently so sorry that I tried to push him away, but it was too late, he was already thrusting hard inside me.
As he left, I saw him sign his name to the contract that had been given to him earlier, and that was the first time I sold my house and my body.
Since then, my results have gotten progressively better and I’ve got almost $300,000 in my bank account.
I knew exactly where this was coming from, I was acting like a whore and using my body to make money for myself.
I thought: it’s just those few times anyway, no one will know, hang in there a little longer, and when I’ve saved up half a million dollars, I’ll quit my job.
The old boss called me into his office, turned over the sales performance table, eyebrows fluttered and praised me: “Not bad ah, Wang, performance is rising, and there are still a lot of customers who want to think about it, not bad, not bad!” I along with the smile, bowed his head to thank him for the praise.
He came over next to me and sat next to me and continued to praise me, talking and touching my breasts.
I pushed it away and asked sternly, “What are you doing!” “Still pretending, haha, who doesn’t know what a piece of work you are, bitch!” I stood up in a flash, my face reddening, and slapped him across the face, sprinting to try and pull the door open and get out.
He yanked me and pulled me over to the couch and slapped me a couple times as hard as he could.
I just felt the sky spinning, paralyzed on the couch, tears welling up in my eyes from the pain, “You, what are you going to do, what are you going to do.”
He ignored me and took a CD out of the drawer and put it on the DVD.
He sat down next to me again and pulled me against him, stroking my beaten face, “That hurt, come on, I’ll rub it for you.”
I pushed him away and angrily screamed, “Get off!” Just then, I saw the picture on the TV screen, a man was riding on top of a woman, with his hands still squeezing the woman’s breasts tightly, and that woman, it was me.
I just felt my eyes darken, my body was as powerless as if it had been drained, and I just sat there in a daze.
He took the opportunity to undress me, “I’ll promote you to business manager, ah, haha, what big tits ……” He nibbled and licked at my boobs as he lifted my skirt up and ripped off my panties.
He pulled me to sit on him, spreading my thighs and holding my ass.
I felt something pushing against the opening of my vagina, slowly, slowly pushing into my vagina.
He grabbed my breasts from behind and thrust his lower body hard up and down.
He grinned lewdly, “Little pussy is a pleasure to fuck, ah, ha ha.”
I was still staring blankly at the TV screen, where I was being held by another man holding my head and pumping my mouth with a thick prick …… I heard him calling me “bitch, bitch” loudly in my ear as he spurted out inside me.
I became the business manager and part-time personal secretary to the old boss.
My main job was to accompany the clients he considered “important” and make them happy with my body.
The owner’s business grew and I was appointed PR manager for a tourist resort.
As the first part of the preparation, it was the old boss who dragged me with him to recruit PR ladies.
Lured by the high salary, more than 10 sisters jumped into our fire pit.
He made a decent job of hiring someone to train us in etiquette, public relations and whatnot, and to my surprise, we had a professional prostitute for a teacher.
We follow that whore and learn how to use our bodies to make men more comfortable and satisfied.
On the last day of training, the old boss called for a couple of sets of clothes for each of us, saying they were work clothes.
I took it to the fitting room and it was all revealing underwear except for a halter top and a super short skirt.
After changing from the inside out, the other sisters and I all made our way to the small conference room to receive a closing speech from the old boss.
The old boss was spinning back and forth, looking at us and drooling.
He put one arm around one of the sisters and kept saying “yes, yes”, and when he turned to a very well-built lady, he grabbed her breasts with one hand in front of so many people.
“Mr. Lao”, the young lady lowered her head slightly shyly, he pressed her shoulder and said, “Come, come, test the results of your training”.
The young lady had the sense to lower herself to her knees in front of him, unzip his pants, hold his prick and lick and suck on it.
He was so comfortable that he grunted, and we all lowered our heads, and he suddenly turned his head to me and said, “Xiao Wang ah, the training is all good ah, tonight you accompany me to receive two guests ah, oh, oh ……” At night, in a villa in the resort, I accompanied the boss to receive two The first one is the one that is not in the center of the world.
After talking and laughing a bit, their ugly faces were exposed as one touched my hand and the other stroked right up the inside of my thigh.
The owner passed a wink, and I knew what to do, bent down, pulled back the zipper on one of the customers’ pants, and put my mouth over it.
“Just let Xiao Wang treat you two well, ah, haha,” the boss shamelessly snorted from one side.
I looked up and threw a wink at the customer and said in a whiny voice, “Boss, your cock is so big,” and then I sold my mouth to wrap his prick.
The old boss got up to leave and said, “You guys have fun, I’m going out, have fun.”
“Don’t go away, leave us a souvenir ah, haha.”
Another customer pulled the owner and pulled a camera out of his own bag.
Then he pulled my panties down, lifted one of my legs, and pressed his hard prick against the opening of my cunt.
I just sat on my side, bending my body to blow one guest, with one leg spread wide for the other to pump.
The owner smiled lewdly, off to the side, filming it all.
The customer who was in my mouth stopped after a while and said he was tired, so I got on top of the other customer and he laid down on the couch to penetrate me from underneath.
I screamed at the top of my lungs in a fake way, while saying, against my will, “Boss, your cock fucks me so good, oh, oh.”
At that moment, the same customer who had said he wanted to take a break pressed up against my back again, his prick sticking straight up against my anus.
“What a tantalizing little slutty asshole,” he said, and I instantly realized what he was trying to do.
A sense of fear hit my heart, I shouted, “Don’t, don’t move me there ah!” But to no avail, he pushed hard into the narrow anus, and I only felt a tightening of my body …… “The photo was taken very well ah”, the day they were going to leave the resort, and on the way out, they were still looking through the photos of that day.
In one of the photos scattered on the coffee table, I looked like a piece of meat caught in a sandwich, my lower body clenching around two ugly pricks.
My heart was bleeding, but I could only resign myself to the fate of being a woman, and men have always been the masters of this world.
The boss seemed to be inspired by this and was going to call for portraits of all our PR department staff.
Two photo books were taken, one was a normal photo book with various outfits and the other was a photo book with various revealing poses.
It’s like I’m all used to it, just letting it all hang out in front of the camera.
Pull up the skirt to reveal their lower body, sit and spread their thighs, use their hands to separate their pussy lips, pinch their nipples and use their hands to gouge their vaginas …… The boss said that ordinary portraits can be shown to ordinary guests, and said that they want to set up a membership club, so that for some special members, they will be provided with another book of portraits to choose from for escorts.
I asked him, “Well, wouldn’t that make it prostitution, boss, it would be censored.”
“Haha, don’t worry, it’s a membership, it’s safe!” He said as he pushed me against the wall again and pulled up my skirt.
“I’ve decided to number all those PR girls down there so that it’s easy for the clients to choose someone”, he said as he was already penetrating me from behind.
“So, boss, I, I’m the PR manager, should I not be asked to do that again, again.”
I asked him how much I hoped he would leave me alone from then on for the kind of relationship I had with him.
“You? Haha, sure, sure.
How are you like them.”
He was thrusting hard and I felt a sense of relief at that.
He went on to say, “You’re number 1, number 1, okay.
Haha, you’re the bitch head, ah, hahahahaha!” He said harder.
I felt great humiliation, and tears slid down my face involuntarily.
“Crying? What’s there to cry about!” He pulled my hair hard and said loudly in my ear, “You were born to be a cheap bitch, and you’re still aggrieved? Crying? Fuck you, bitch!” Since then, we don’t use our names in the company anymore, only our numbers, and I’m number 1.
Every day at work, the old boss would gather me in the conference room and ask us out loud, “What are you? What do you do?” I would have to lead the way by lifting up my super short skirt and revealing my naked bottom to answer, “We’re bitches and we sell pussy.”
The resort is doing well and more and more people are coming to spend their money.
Hong Kong businessmen, Taiwanese businessmen, government workers, police officers …… come in all shapes and sizes.
I’ve also come to see that no matter what kind of serious character you are normally, you change once you join the membership.
Usually they go through the photoshoots to pick a favorite and then take us to the villa to play around with it.
Sometimes it would be necessary for us to call them, “Hello sir, this is Club 1, do you need a slut? My pussy is fat and tender, I guarantee your satisfaction”, a telephone phrase that has become a habit.
By day, we’re the envy of well-paid white-collar workers; by night, we’re the moaning sex tools underneath our men.
Christmas is here, the company in order to give back to the customers, organized a grand party, I and all the public relations lady became the protagonist.
We dressed up in brightly colored Christmas costumes and led the members door to the club to order wine and see the program.
Starting the first program was the fashion show we did.
It says it’s a fashion show, but it’s actually a strip show.
I removed my gown and underwear one by one, spread my legs in front of all the clients and parted my pussy lips with my fingers.
The men were all gasping for air, their eyes glazed over as they watched.
After a short break, the next part of the program was us dancing naked and hot on stage.
I saw that almost every man had a tent up underneath.
Then next, the boss had us introduce ourselves one by one on stage.
I was naked and no longer felt too ashamed to stand on the stage.
I said, “Hello, honored members, I’m Club 1.
Some of the customers here have already fucked me, my body is soft, my tits are stiff and my ass is big, and my meat pussy is slutty and slutty.
I like to lie on my back and let someone fuck me from behind, pumping a thick cock in and out of my pussy and I get a lot of water.
I hope to serve more guests in the future, thank you!” Next, one by one, the other sisters introduced themselves.
Those members were on the verge of pressing on, sitting or standing there.
The last one was a game where if a client could look at a close-up photo of our pussies and guess which lady it was, they could ask her to do a random thing.
The slides were put up one by one and no one guessed correctly.
My picture was put out and I didn’t expect to be guessed by just one person.
I had to shove a dildo into my own pussy in front of all those people, then pull down that customer’s pants and kneel to take his prick and suck on it.
The men couldn’t restrain themselves any longer and all rushed up like mad and pinned us to the ground one by one.
On top of me, there were 3 men firing away at the same time, one in my mouth, one in my pussy and one in my cleavage pumping away with abandon.
After one round, another.
The whole hall was filled with lustful sounds and the disorienting light, so I simply let myself go and let them all release as much as they wanted.
By the time the guests left one by one satisfied, we were each covered in cum stains.
The boss threw each of us a red envelope, and I picked it up and struggled to get up and find my own clothes …… That s how we are, high strung white collar women with our clothes on and low strung whores with our clothes off.
To let a man lewdly humiliate me, to use my body to please a man’s cock, this, this is my life.